Fischer-Z
Jesus Give Me Back My Life
A rumbling plane and distant cars
Are all that move beneath the stars
I push my windows open wide to breathe the air
It's cool outside

I don't wanna die or anything
But Jesus give me back my life

A naked fall. A thunder storm
No television in my room
I used to drive a motor car
I used to wear a uniform

I don't wanna fight with anyone
But Jesus give me back my life

All the world is getting younger
All the world is tied
All the world is getting stronger
All the world is singing songs like:
Na na na na na na. Na na na na na na
This is how they do it

Through the wall a baby cries
For innocence in dangerous times
Odessa to Sevastopol
The animals are in control

I don't wanna buy a cemetery
But Jesus give me back my life